Novel & Cerita The Lying Game

Two years ago, your husband went out to buy groceries, and Marcus used the chance to hold your three-year-old face down in the sink. "If your husband hadn't come home in time, your daughter would have drowned. And you're still standing up for that piece of filth." Diana stared at Marcus, stunned. "Marcus... is that true? You nearly killed my daughter?" Marcus shook his head frantically. "It's a lie. Listen to me. She's lying to you." But the guilt was written all over his face. The lead officer didn't care about any of this domestic drama—Marcus colluding with the enemy was a far graver crime. His expression darkened, and he had Marcus locked up on the spot, ordering a full investigation.

"Eve, who are you trying to fool? Other people might not know how you live, but I do. You wear the same few outfits over and over, and you always order the cheapest food in the cafeteria. Last month, you spent forever calculating how to save five dollars on your phone bill. At least Viola doesn't pretend to be someone she isn't. What do you have?" He spread his hands, his voice dripping with contempt. "No matter what designer purses you have, they are all imitations anyway. Aren't you ashamed to use someone else's handout to humiliate Viola?" I could hear the low chuckles from all around me as pain rose in my chest. Last month was Aaron's birthday. I saw a post about a limited-edition game c

Deborah replied patiently, sitting cross-legged on the rug, “when someone lies, you ring it.” Lucio narrowed his eyes. “And who decides what counts as a lie?” Deborah smiled sweetly. “Everyone.” “That’s mob justice.” “Welcome to family Christmas,” Aston said, already ringing the bell just to annoy him. Caelum shot him a warning look. “Do that again and I’ll confiscate the bell.” Deborah cleared her throat. “Next game. This one is called Two Truths and One Valmere Lie.” Knight tilted his head. “That sounds… dangerous.”

“Good stuff. If we keep this up, we’ll owe Kane a full bottle.” “So let’s keep going.” He raised both eyebrows. “You sure? It’s kinda late.” “It’s not like either of us has to get up early. And besides, I’m not tired. Are you?” “Nope.” “Good. Since we’re both licking our wounds from a lie in one form or another, let’s play a game called Truth or Lie.” Chase looked at her suspiciously. “What kinda game is that?” “I tell you something about myself, and you try to figure out if it’s a lie or the truth. If it’s a lie and you call it as such, I drink. If you make a wrong call either way, you drink.”

“So I misunderstood that this guy is your friend. And I misunderstood that you guys are engaged and want to get married. And I'm sure I got it wrong, too, that you were just lying to me the whole time.” She held up her hands in a soothing manner. "I didn't lie to you..." "No, you didn't," he interrupted, his tone now caustic. 'You just kept a few things secret, that's something else entirely, of course. A little secret here, a little swindle there—none of that bad.” “Let me at least explain how it happened,” she pleaded desperately. "Well, I'm really looking forward to it. What are you going to tell me this time?" He smiled cynically: "You can skip that, you don't seriously expect that I'll

" You two are lying! I did nothing!" " Well, we are lying until you find out that Bella herself told us, not to mention she helped us as well... Oh, and is planning to tell the cops. There's no denying this one whatsoever." Ariana said as a matter of fact. " Without forgetting, you can't run away from this one, too. You're right in our trap." Tricia widened her eyes and picked herself up, and like a flash bolted out of the room. The rest of us stood up.

Lucien was unaware because he was busy texting Lucia on his phone untill he raised his head up and saw that all eyes were on him and he looked up. Oh shit . The light fell on him. . He tucked his phone in his pocket as he found his way out . The light touched two more persons. A guy and a lady and they were completed . " Ok this is how the game goes like . When I ask you have you ever done something ,you have to reply with the truth unless you want the truth monitor down the hall to detect you are lying._" he said and that was when everyone got to see the TV down the hall.

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!

*** I came back home as I pour some water for myself, I got a vibe that she is lying to me and this is not the first time someone is playing a double game with me. Maxon did the same thing and in the end, he put himself into trouble, thanks to Andrew because of him I was able to get Maxon. He was also blackmailing me saying he had some tapes which are contained with the truth of Elina's real life, I destroyed them long ago and I think it's time for Maxon too. The more he lives the more chance will Eleanor get to go after Elina, I am pretty sure she is aware of what is happening here and she is planning accordingly.

I collapsed to the floor, and bright red blood began seeping between my legs. Reynold's eyes widened in shock, but his expression quickly hardened again. "I barely touched you, Adrianna. Stop the act!" Yet, I was already slipping into unconsciousness from the intense pain, unable to respond to his words. When I did not answer, Reynold roughly grabbed my arm. He hissed, "Enough, Adrianna! Stop making a scene! You're embarrassing yourself in front of the entire company!" He added, "I didn't even call you out when you bullied Monica before, and now you're pretending to be the victim? You haven't been sick or anything lately—what, you're suddenly too weak to stand?"